If you’re here for the business part: Please use the "Contact Me" form with any inquiries about licensing images for commercial use, prints, or any other photo-related topics.
If you’re here to learn a bit about me: Currently in San Francisco, and proud Kentuckian since birth. Life brought me to the west coast over a decade ago, and I immediately wondered why it took so long to get here. I'm incredibly fortunate to call this city home... it has taught me a lifetime of lessons about the technique and spontaneity of photography, individuality, and perspective.
And if you really want to know how I learned to love being a photographer...
Growing up, I'm not sure I really cared what may or may not be on the side of the road. Road trips were just hours lost in the car, filled with favorite cassette tapes of bluegrass music or simply sleeping through the boredom. The melancholic farmland of Kentucky didn't offer much to keep the interest of a young kid in the back seat on Interstate 65. As a playful way to pass the time, my Dad would occasionally joke with my brother and I that we just passed a "purple cow", and insist that if we had been paying attention we might have seen this fleeting roadside wonder. I might have only been eight or nine at the time when he first started doing it, but it has stuck with me through all of these years. Whether in an airplane, train, car, bus, etc... I'm always watching... his passion for travel and ability to see the unseen was contagious, and was one of many early life lessons for which I am eternally grateful.
I told that story to tell you why this next photo is so important, and one of my personal favorites from my first trip to India:
I shot this photo from a window seat on a bus, while we had briefly slowed down to pay a toll on the road from Delhi to Agra. No forethought, no planning, no staging. If I look away 5 seconds earlier, I miss this. This amazing image of a long, dirt path, flanked with bright fog and the silhouette of a lonely soul in the distance, which is often the scene outside of the urban chaos that is Delhi. Was it luck? Probably... but I still had to be watching. Eyes open. I never thought that watching for the purple cow would become such an integral part of my life, and I have to believe that it's helped me become a better photographer.